Her flat chest was distinctly male and I assessed she was more a crossdresser than someone transitioning. Dark eyes shined with an excited fear and ha...ds trembled oh-so-slightly as they rested on my door. She was maybe seventeen years old. This kid hadn't been hooking for long, I was sure of that. No doubt she'd announced early that she was a boy to avoid being violently abused if I discovered that fact too late. That need to pre-warn me spoke volumes of her inexperience. Her innocence made her. "You had your gut instinct, didn't you, Officer Duncan?" When I WAS a detective," Bob said, staring right into her eyes, "Captain Dillworth taught me that gut instinct isn't worth a damn." He went on with a straight face. "He taught me that facts are what's important. I didn't have any facts, but I thought if I hung around her a little and ... um ... banged the ball around with her, I think you called it ... I might get some facts." Is that all you banged?" Hopkins sounded quite serious, and. Sandy awakens a little while later Sandy awoke a short time later after making love to me. She slipped out from under my arm that was holding her, and started for the door, stopping to grab her bag. She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror thinking, 'Well girl, you are where you wanted to be, with the man you wanted to be with. Now to find out if he wants you for more than just the fun we are having.' She grabbed her brush and ran it through her dark silken hair, pulling. Her tongue ran along member, pressing and stroking, toying with the tip. Sometimes she would pause with my cock head caught in her lips and massage it wetly with her tongue. I felt as if I were about to explode with excitement. As the feeling grew in intensity, I gripped her head steady and began to fuck her face, pumping my cock slowly but deliberately into her now stationary mouth. I wanted desperately to shoot my load down her throat, but I decided to wait. I had other things in mind, and I.